Today was horrible in so many ways. I'm drained, body and soul, and I just want to curl up under my covers and forget it ever happened.
Hubert took a turn for the worse this morning. He's now on a ventilator and still struggling to maintain the oxygenation in his blood. The pneumonia in his lungs is much worse, and we're not so sure there's a light at the end of the tunnel anymore.
Please keep praying. I know that's all I've been saying the last few days; pray, pray pray. But we're doing everything we can from the medical side of things, and so there's nothing else to be done.
There was so much more that happened, with another little baby who went back to Jesus, but I just can't talk about it right now because the weight of her body in my arms is still to fresh. I can still smell her on my skin and it's not fair that she was so small and so sick and that she never had a chance.
I'm going to go eat dinner and then I'll go check on Hubert and we'll all keep praying, right?



Please know that little Hubert is in my prayers, as are you. May the God of all comfort be with you both.